I'd line up my stuffies Pretend I had something worth sharing with them And like a bear sleepin' in his den, they couldn't care less And at the fifth grade talent show I sang My voice shook and rang through the room And my teacher whispered to my mom, "Not to be rude"
"But every kid wants to be famous" And her son always won best of show But the funny thing was she always was a judge on the panel "But every kid wants to be famous"
I'd march through the flowers Singin' for hours, my voice was still small And I was short but I always stood up tall, as tall as I could And when the sixth grade finally rollеd along I sung another song that I wrote And I was glad but I didn't have high hopеs, I didn't have high hopes
'Cause every kid wants to be famous Every kid wants to shine bright But the only ribbon that was given away that night Was to the son who always won best of show
Never gonna let go of it I'm never gonna let it go, woah-oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh I'm never gonna let go of this Watch me never let it go, oh-woah-oh-oh Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh This town is small So don't pretend you haven't seen me now Yeah, this town is small So don't pretend you haven't seen me now
Oh, "Every kid wants to be famous" Yet her son always won best of show Oh, nepotism Yes, I said it Still upset and you'll regret it Every kid wants to be famous
Never gonna let go of this I'll sing about it every show Never gonna let go , oh no-oh-oh Don't pretend you haven't seen me now This town is small So don't pretend you haven't seen me now This world is small So don't pretend you haven't seen me now But I'm not so small I'd like to see you try and tear me downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
